love
Love,
Is a kind of bless
But it can be kind of mess
Hold it, if you can keep it
Lose it, if you break it
Sometimes,
We’re tired of waiting
Sometimes,
We’re tired of loving
It will happens, always
Because love,
Is so flawless and reckless
Because love,
Likes a show but full of sorrow
Because love,
Is a way that is hard to say
by : Galuh Candra PS
by : Galuh Candra PS
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